Harold was at first not sure about his new job at the mostly Black college, having grown up in lily-white suburbia. But after a month refilling the supplies of the big Black football players, particularly in the locker room, Harold was beginning to enjoy the perks. The huge Black jocks were demanding, but increasingly Harold enjoyed their company. He provided the towels, and watched closely as they dried their muscular dark bodies, their huge dark cocks half erect, swaying. The Black giants watched young Harold closely, his relatively tiny white blonde frame in contrast to their huge Black muscular bodies. Harold was sure more than one of the giant Blacks looked at him with open lust. Harold would find out for sure unexpectedly.
The team quarterback, Magnus, a huge jet black-skinned junior, was standing completely naked by his locker drying when Harold was on his way to reshelve the towels, shocked by Magnus' bold nudity. Harold thought all the jocks had left, but was looking wide-eyed at Magnus's shiny naked Black body, his huge flaccid Black cock slowly rising.
"Finally caught you alone, white boy," Magnus said, his deep voice resonating, shaking Harold and arousing him with its power.
"Oh, sorry, I thought everybody was gone," Harold managed to say, his voice shaking with fear and sudden arousal. Harold tried to look away from Magnus' piercing gaze, but feeling Magnus' eyes all over his tiny white body aroused him until his cock was tenting in his shorts. Magnus simply grinned and folded his arms, enjoying Harold's discomfort. Magnus' erection rose to enormous proportions, huge and dark and elephantine as Harold watch amazed at its size.
"Get over here and suck this dick, boy. I know that's what you want," Magnus commanded, and Harold felt no urge to fight Magnus' order. Harold dropped his bundle of towels and walked over to the Black giant, kneeling before his Black master in this moment. Harold gripped his tiny white hand around the enormous Black rod, so thick Harold couldn't wrap his hand around it, hot and pulsating. Harold looked up at the Black giant, and Magnus' eyes commanded Harold again.